Postscript Seamus Quotes & Sayings

If you want to get broken in good, put four girls on the road together in a van and tour up and down the country. — Valerie June

I'm one of those people who has always been a bridesmaid. — Piper Laurie

No one gets up after death-there is no applause-there is only silence and some second-hand clothes, and that's death. — Tom Stoppard

The holes would close up. The ripping seams would come together. But I would never be as I was before. Before him. My crazy beautiful love. — A Meredith Walters

Archers stood together, no matter what. Not even frilly-smelling laundry could tear them apart. — Karen Witemeyer

[O]ccasionally the sunlight through the library windows would catch my eye, and I knew I should be out in that. I felt as if I had cut myself adrift from everything I loved. — James Rebanks

Postscript

And some time make the time to drive out west
Into County Clare, along the Flaggy Shore,
In September or October, when the wind
And the light are working off each other
So that the ocean on one side is wild
With foam and glitter, and inland among stones
The surface of a slate-grey lake is lit
By the earthed lightning of a flock of swans,
Their feathers roughed and ruffling, white on white,
Their fully grown headstrong-looking heads
Tucked or cresting or busy underwater.
Useless to think you'll park and capture it
More thoroughly. You are neither here nor there,
A hurry through which known and strange things pass
As big soft buffetings come at the car sideways
And catch the heart off guard and blow it open. — Seamus Heaney

When you choose whether to make or keep a covenant with God, you choose whether you will leave an inheritance of hope to those who might follow your example. — Henry B. Eyring

How are you?" Delusional. Possibly certifiable. Weirdly happy. "Fine," Georgie said. — Rainbow Rowell

For a long time I was looking for my perfect equilibrium, my mojo. And now I think I'm getting there: I've found my customer, my silhouette, my cut. — Alexander McQueen

To live, embrace love, to die, cease to love. — Debasish Mridha